Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (5)

444 was somewhat reluctant.

Wouldn't it be much better to let those snobs who looked down on people see just how beautiful you were?

Su Qiao remained unmoved. "It's not time yet."

"If you want to ditch that blind fool smoothly, you have to keep up the act first."

All right.

Although reluctant, 444 had to admit that Su Qiao was right.

According to her memories, Su Qiao lightly drew a faint brown birthmark across her right cheek, then lay down on the spacious European-style bed, spreading her limbs out rather inelegantly.

Staring at the beautiful patterns on the ceiling, she sighed, "Brother, sister-in-law, Little Four, I feel like I'm screwed."

Host, why are you so lacking in confidence? Hasn't he always acted like a cat seeing a mouse whenever he sees you?

444 wasn't worried at all.

"Little Four, are you itching for a beating?"

What did it mean, a cat seeing a mouse?

She was as beautiful as a flower. How could she possibly have anything to do with a mouse?

"Ahem, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue. Don't take offense, Your Ladyship. I only meant to say that after seeing you, all his feudal propriety would go straight out the window."

"Exactly. Regardless of how old-fashioned his thinking is or how rigid his personality is, I refuse to believe this lady can't make him fall for her."

Her dejection lasted only three seconds. Su Qiao's expression instantly brightened, and her fighting spirit soared.

That's more like it. Who are we? We're—

"Stop gloating. The incarnation has two wishes.

One is to divorce Zhang Ruohan openly and honorably, making him pay the appropriate price;

The other is to become a writer, live as herself, and become a woman of the new era."

A writer?

Hahaha, being